There goes the downpour

[Conri Church]

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Salem, the boy had been the only thing on his mind for ages now. The only one of his children that bothered to have anything to do with him, even if he didn't quite understand their relation to one another. Did he understand what a father was? Did he know that he could never have existed without one. Conri wondered, silently to himself, if Salem just thought a father was something akin to a close friend. Even so, that was acceptable enough for him. Everything revolved around the young man, whether Salem knew it or not, and it was because of him that Conri had been able to maintain a straight attitude toward the world, a stable frame of mind. Salem was also the reason that Conri tried to hard to carry the boxes and books, which he tried to keep pinned between his body and his single arm, through the rest of the city. He wanted to find things that the young man might be interested in, things that he might like to have to decorate with, and only a sparse few things for Conri himself. Moving everything was proving to be a much more difficult task that he had expected though, having to go very slow, be careful where the stepped. Despite how careful he was trying to be, a simple slip in a tiny patch of mud sent the items flying from his arm and clattering to the ground. "No!" He could have cried.

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[Naniko D'Angelo]

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For some reason, things hadn't worked out this time either. Naniko wasn't sure what it was, if it was something that she had done or something that Anu had done, but their relationship had fallen apart. She wasn't normally a very opinionated wolf, but Anu hadn't had any reason to yell at her for the day that she had met Conri outside of Halifax with Mati and Haven. It had been a complete accident. And yes, the pups had been a little frightened when they had come home...but Conri was someone who she had wanted them to know. Conri had been good, to her knowledge. He'd stayed away, had let them grow up without trying to kidnap them or interfere as she had once feared he might. The little ones were nearly grown now, nearly in adult ranks. It was their choice now.

The Commander hadn't been out to this area in a while. Her search for herbs sent her far and wide, and there were certain plants that only grew in this territory. Her canvas backpack rested on her back, her hair held back in its usual, plain white braid.

A voice made her stop and turn, emerald eyes wide. She hadn't heard a thing up until now, nothing except for the normal sound of the woods. But someone was nearby. She approached slowly, peering through the brush, her eyes widening even more. Was she seeing things? "I--eh." She started. "You look like you could use some help."

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